04 July 2011

She sells seashells by the seashore

Coming soon, the tale, in words and pictures, of my time at Guerilla Bay.

Here is a teaser picture.

This rather delightful composition is the result of tripping while carrying a container of shells in water out onto the balcony. The lighting is a freak combination of flash photography and the polished stainless steel on the table. I swear the shells fair leapt out of my hand for fresh air. It must have been low tide back at home.

(Okay, so I arranged four shells, three that fell on the ground and a favourite that was hidden under others.)